"So the ability to be a good Auror is genetic now?"

There's a swallow taken from the flask before he shakes his head, leaning forward to speak with her more seriously. "I'm not questioning their right to be here. There's enough authority in the room to back them up without pulling out a formal genealogy."

Besides, genetics means shit when it comes to professionalism, even ability.

...is what he'll say, if asked.

Sam prefers not to be asked, though.